By: Bobin Park
Yesterday, I tried to write with my left hand / They looked like those of a 5-year-olds’ / Scribbly, with no correct starts and ends / Twisted, turned around, conjuring new words / From far away lands, rhyming and bouncy syllables
Read MoreBy: Christine Nam
A strifeless life / Is it worth it? / Will this be for naught? / With every work submit / Will they get me closer to a yacht?
Read MoreBy: Rosaline Dou
When I was 16, I moved to the US and renamed myself “Rosaline.” In my hometown, Wenzhou, China, my teachers told me I needed an English name when studying in an English-speaking country to avoid having an outsider status. I finally chose "Rosaline" because its meaning of soft and tender resonated. I saw it as a fresh start, an opportunity to fit in.
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